Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Equatorial Guinea and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Warren Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
FM Einheit,
Godley & Creme,
One Last Wish,
Letta Mbulu,
F. McDonald,
Cheater Slicks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Warren Ellis,
Piero Umiliani,
Yellowson,
John Holt,
Isaac Hayes,
the Slits,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Janne Schatter,
Deepchord,
Icehouse,
Panda Bear,
Bill Wells,
Jacques Brel,
Jerry's Kids,
Mantronix,
The Martian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerri Chandler,
The Evens,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
Cameo,
Thee Headcoats,
Rotary Connection,
ABBA,
Hoover,
Spoonie Gee,
In Retrospect,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Teasers,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cure,
Section 25,
Bill Near,
Interpol,
Derrick May,
Simply Red,
Absolute Body Control,
Groovy Waters,
Joy Division,
Bronski Beat,
The United States of America,
Arthur Verocai,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Black Dice,
Essential Logic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Andrew Hill,
Lyres,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.